Blue stars aligned in the oceans of his eyes,

His hair was brown.

His darkened voice that whispered in my soul,

Told me to leave.

A reckless soul, pushed deep into damnation,

He turned away.

My foolish pride - to claim that I can heal him!

He laughed.

“Sometimes, sweet girl, the darkness hides inside you.”

He said.

Then, with dried lips, he poured it in our kissing.

The venom.

I died that day, just to come back to haunt him.

He knows it well.

The stars aligned, but his eyes cannot see them,

In me.